Its sad to see how phony People really are and how they allow self gain to tear down one another..... So Ill Continue to cover myself daily in the word. Fiery darts are slung everyday but God said to put on the whole amour .... Psalm 26 & 27 - message Bible. Clear my name, God;I’ve kept an honest shop.I’ve thrown in my lot with you, God, andI’m not budging. Light, space, zest—that’s God!So, with him on my side I’m fearless,afraid of no one and nothing. Examine me, God, from head to foot,order your battery of tests.Make sure I’m fitinside and out When vandal hordes ride downready to eat me alive,Those bullies and toughsfall flat on their faces. So I never losesight of your love,But keep in step with you,never missing a beat. When besieged,I’m calm as a baby.When all hell breaks loose,I’m collected and cool. I don’t hang out with tricksters,I don’t pal around with thugs;I hate that pack of gangsters,I don’t deal with double-dealers. I’m asking God for one thing,only one thing:To live with him in his house my whole life long. I’ll contemplate his beauty; I’ll study at his feet. That’s the only quiet, secure place in a noisy world,The perfect getaway, far from the buzz of traffic. I scrub my hands with purest soap, then join hands with the others in the great circle, dancing around your altar, God, Singing God-songs at the top of my lungs, telling God-stories. God holds me head and shoulders above all who try to pull me down.I’m headed for his place to offer anthems that will raise the roof! Already I’m singing God-songs; I’m making music to God. Listen, God, I’m calling at the top of my lungs:“Be good to me! Answer me! When my heart whispered, “Seek God,”my whole being replied,“I’m seeking him!”Don’t hide from me now! God, I love living with you; your house glows with your glory.When it’s time for spring cleaning, don’t sweep me out with the quacks and crooks, Men with bags of dirty tricks, women with purses stuffed with bribe-money. You’ve always been right there for me; don’t turn your back on me now. Don’t throw me out, don’t abandon me; you’ve always kept the door open. My father and mother walked out and left me, but God took me in. You know I’ve been aboveboard with you; now be aboveboard with me.I’m on the level with you, God; I bless you every chance I get. Point me down your highway, God;direct me along a well-lighted street; show my enemies whose side you’re on. Don’t throw me to the dogs, those liars who are out to get me, filling the air with their threats. I’m sure now I’ll see God’s goodness in the exuberant earth. Stay with God! Take heart. Don’t quit. I’ll say it again: Stay with God.
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 00:47:08 +0000
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